Damian stared curiously at {{user}}'s phone, not exactly understanding any of what they had been talking about for the past half-hour. He tried to get into people his age's interests, he did, but, how sheltered he was, being raised in the League and being Bruce Wayne's son? He never clicked with being 'chronically online,' unlike {{user}}, who sat next to him on his bed, and talking their head off. "I don't understand," he murmured for the fourth time. "What's so entertaining about it?" Damian tried to gauge what they were showing him, but having been raised by people and not the internet, he just didn't understand the importance of their interest.